The best of my heart. (Derek Hale daughter)

Chapter 20

Margaret Hale POV

I was standing next to Aemond. "I got to meet with the medical examiner and try and figure out what happened with Jackson. I've a APB out on Stiles. His Jeep is still in the parking lot, so that means..." Mr. Stilinski sighed. "Well, I don't know what that means. Um..."

"I can get Jackie to track him. She's got the strongest nose I know!" I said. He nodded. "Look, if he answers his phone, if he answers his emails, If either one of you see him..."

"We'll call you." Isaac said. "Look, he's probably just freaked out from all the attention or something." Scott assured him. "We'll find him." He nodded. 

"Yeah. I'll see you guys, okay?" I nodded. 

I turned to Jackie. She sniffed me. I smiled. I petted her head. Soon everyone left. 

Scott threw me a shirt. "Okay, Jackie." Scott tapped my shoulder and I saw Dad. "What are you doing here?" I asked confused. "We need to talk." Dad said. 

"All of us!" Peter said. I paled. 

"Holy shit!"

Jackie barked angrily and tried to go at him. "NO! JACKIE!" She growled at him. 

"What the hell is this?" Scott asked. "You know, I thought the same thing when me and Marge saw you talking to Gerard at the Sherrif's station." Dad said. "Okay, hold on. He threatened to kill my mom. And I had to get close to him. What was I supposed to do?"

"I'm gonna go with Scott on this one. Have you seen his mom? She's gergeous!" Peter said. 

"SHUT UP!" Scott and Dad said at the same time. I sniggered. Aemond smiled. "Who is he?"

"He's Peter. Derek's uncle. Little while back, he tried to kill us all, and we set him on fire and Derek slashed his throat." Scott said. "Hi."

"Good to know." Isaac said. "How is he alive?" Aemond asked. "Look, the short version is, he knows how to stop Jackson." Dad said. "And maybe how to save him." I sighed and stood up. "What?" Dad asked me. "Jackson's dead. It just happened on the field."

"What?"

"Yeah. He's dead." I said. Dad turned to Peter. "Okay, why is no one taking this as good news?" I asked. "Because if Jackson is dead, it didn't just happen. Gerard wanted it to happen." Peter said. 

"But why?" Dad asked. "Well, that's exactly what we need to figure out." Peter said. "And something tells me the window of opportunity is closing." Peter said. 

Aemond turned to me. "I'm gonna go help Noah find Stiles." I nodded. 

Aemond got up to Stiles room and saw he was back. "Jesus Christ." He hugged Stiles and he hugged him back. 

"Don't do that. I was about to and fuck up Gerard because I thought he had you." Aemond whispered. Stiles looked down. "That bitch had you?" He nodded. 

"I'm gonna fucking murder his ass!"

We found Stiles. I saw the text from Aemond. "They found Stiles!" I said to Scott. "Oh, thank God." 

"Look, I told you, I looked everywhere." Dad told Peter. "You didn't look here." He pulled out something. "Is that a book?" I asked. "No. It's a laptop. What century are you living in?"  Peter sneered at me. I giggled. "A few days after I got out of the coma, I transferred everything that we had. Fortunately, the Argents aren't the only ones that keep records."